Primordial Era: When a Good Guy Awakens a Morally Unethical System

Hongyun seemed to be tempting some silly child: "Your master likes fluffy things. If you make noises now and then, your master will be happy to hear it."

Duobao nodded, seemingly confused.

After a while, Tongtian returned as if nothing had happened, carrying a handful of hair that was at least a meter long.

Hongyun raised a hand to her lips, hiding her gloating smile: "It's so long, you didn't cut it by cutting right up to Fellow Daoist Yuanshi's scalp, did you?"

Tongqi sat down, his face puffed out: "My second brother is so stingy! He won't give me anything, no matter what. I gave him all the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flags, and he still won't give me a single one!"

Hongyun's eyes gradually filled with terror: "Then how did you get it?"

Could it be that Tongtian obtained this by force, relying on his higher cultivation level? If so, he has truly committed a sin, and Yuanshi will hold a grudge against Tongtian for the rest of his life.

"This is a hair from the tail of the Qilin!" Tongtian placed the hair on the table.

He sighed, "My second brother said there are many techniques that allow one to harm others from thousands of miles away by obtaining their hair, skin, or objects. The Three Pure Ones are the original spirits of Pangu, the Father God; their bodies and hair were bestowed upon them by Pangu, and their fortune is immense. They cannot be given away casually. He told me to go and get some hair from the tail of the Qilin (a mythical creature) for you to refine!"

Hongyun nodded: "It's also my fault for not thinking things through and causing you trouble. Hair is so important, it really can't be given away."

"I even told my second brother about wanting to take on a disciple, and he beat me up again!" Tongtian felt really wronged and rubbed his arm.

It's not very elegant to rub the areas that have been given special attention, and it's even a little embarrassing, so you can only rub the areas that were affected.

"Didn't you tell your second brother that you accepted a treasure-hunting rat? Was the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag something the treasure-hunting rat found?" Hongyun was a little surprised. Why would he accept a gift but then disagree with it?

Tongtian lowered his head and stammered, "I didn't dare to say it. My second brother is very clever. I felt guilty as soon as he glared at me."

Hongyun stared silently.

Tongtian was a bit embarrassing; he turned to look at the sky and the ground but refused to look at the red clouds.

"Huh? Is that a treasure-hunting rat?" Tongtian noticed the chubby boy beside him.

Hongyun: "I helped him so that he could take human form as soon as possible. If Fellow Daoist Yuanshi knew that the disciple you were going to take in couldn't even take human form, he would probably be even angrier."

"That's a good idea, round and plump!" Tongtian nodded, looking at Duobao's humanoid form.

Duobao is actually just slightly chubby; he's a bit short, which makes him look round. How come he's so round and chubby?

But Duobao dared not refute it, and Hongyun would not refute it for him either, so whatever Tongtian said was the truth.

Tongtian looked troubled as he thought of the pain he was in: "But if my second brother doesn't agree, I can't accept a disciple yet."

Hongyun didn't know what to say. Tongtian had already been beaten up today, and they couldn't let him anger Yuanshi again, otherwise another beating would definitely cause trouble.

But looking at Duobao, she didn't know what to do with him: "How about we have him come back to Wuzhuang Temple with me for a while?"

"No need. He used to live at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and he probably still does. I occasionally preach to him, but once my elder brothers take on disciples, they won't bother with me anymore," Tongtian thought for a moment and shook his head.

Hongyun wanted him to face reality. As the saying goes, raising a child is a lifelong worry, even if you live to be a hundred. With Yuanshi's temperament, even if Tongtian lived to be a million, Yuanshi would not only worry about 999,999 years.

"Thank you, teacher!" Duobao knelt on the ground, about to kowtow.

Tongtian used his magic to lift him up. He couldn't call him "teacher" now, or he'd get beaten up again.